Gamma refills his machine gun with the ammo that BJ brought in the car. He rolls down the window, and pokes the gun out of it, facing the direction the van was going. Although BJ was speeding ridiculously fast, Gamma was able to thin out the crowds of zombies that clustered the streets.
"You know, I think that the outbreak must have started several days before the news broadcast. There must be hundreds, if not thousands, of these guys. There's no way they spread that fast in just a day."

BJ barely manages to swerve the car away from a wall, tipping it on two wheels. "ARGH SHI-" He cried, before he clenched his teeth. He managed to level the car and then skid in a 180 infront of the police station. "Never. Let. Me. Drive. Again." BJ said, before continuing: "Unless. We. Are. In. Open. Country. Why. Am. I. Talking. Like. This?" He then leapt out of the car to grab more ammo. "BenBen and Gamma, watch the car. Lunar, you're with me, if you grab ammo I can cover your journey to and from the van."

By this time, Gamma had set up a small mount on the passenger window of the van for the machine gun. He swivels it around, gunning down about seventeen zombies.
"I'M RUNNING LOW ON AMMO HERE!" he yells.
He eliminates four more zombies and wounds three before his belt of ammo is emptied. He grabs two handguns and pegs the three he wounded, as well as two more.
"HURRY UP!"

He bolted into the building and set 1 rifle aside for everyone, 2 small machine guns, and 2 pistols and found a sack which he preceded to fill with loads of ammo for each gun at least 5 boxes each. The sack was a bit heavy so he split it into 2 sacks and put the guns and some kevlar jackets into another bag he ran out with the first.

Gamma refills his ammo and grabs a grenade that he spots lying near the door. He pulls the pin and chucks it at a thick crowd of zombies streamin in from an alleyway. It explodes, killing around thirty zombies.
"Sweet. Hey, Lunar. See if you can get a belt of grenades in there."
Gamma gets back behind his machine gun and proceeds to take out any zombies that approach either car.

"Bye, Mom..." the young girl sighed arrogantly as she reclined back in the chair. "And don't go anywhere, AK!" her mother said. "I won't."
AK relaxed and turned on the television. It was the old square kind and all the channels were being formatted to fit rectangular screens now. Wouldn't it be nice to be rich. There was nothing on CN - she wasn't one for Scooby-Doo - so she decided to flip to the news channel. It was always interesting to hear about the murders.
But she saw something strange. These weren't the drug deals gone bad or robberies downtown. Really bloody murders, all over the place. She watched intently, picking up information. It seemed that the murders varied completely with age and general area in the city. No specific targets. But this was massive. Lots of killings had been reported all this week; broken hearts, families being torn apart... literally.
She got tired and switched the channel. It turned out there was a new episode of Pawn Stars. AK dozed off after that. It was pretty late; her mother was out with her friends and she knew how late they could stay up when they had alcohol. A loud noise woke her up. She opened her eyes to the bar on the bottom of the TV screen - a warning. About what? What could it be? A storm?
She rubbed her eyes and looked at the screen. "LOCK ALL WINDOWS, DOORS - PROTECT WOMEN AND CHILDREN"
What was this about? The warning was vague but AK wasn't about to take a chance. She locked up the house and then picked up the phone to call. Maybe her mom knew about it too.
The phone line was dead. She started to panic.

Lunar ran back in and looked around a bit he found a small explosives stash, he loaded up a belt of grenades and an extra box. He grabbed that bag and the one with the guns and managed to haul those to the van.

Gamma guns down three more zombies, then spots a girl holding a phone in a house.
"Hey, guys! There's a survivor over there! BenBen, take care of the zombies, I'm going to go see if she could be of any assistance."
He grabs a grenade and two handguns, then runs to the building. He punches a hole through the window and jumps inside while shooting at and killing two more zombies. He runs into the room with the girl, who is mildly surprised.
"Hey. You'll probably want to get out of here. Forget the broadcast; there's a zombie outbreak. Call me crazy if you want, but look outside."
He pulls the pin on the grenade and chucks it out the broken window, killing a group of zombies.

meanwhile bunchie spy was polishing his machete while listening to the radio suddenly the radio switches to an emergency broadcast about zombies bunchie spy was shaken up alittle he knew that grizzly murders were happening all over the city and the news of zombies clarified what had happened " well thats a rather disturbing wakeup call but it gives me a reason to bring out my collection " said bunchie as a manic grin crossed his face.

A second or two later bunchie had entered his garage and started to rummage through his stash of arms that he had stockpiled just in case a gang war started up and he needed to defend his neighbourhood because he was paranoid like that but he never expected this he always hated zombies . after searching for a while he found what he was looking for a modified .45 magnum that would cover and launch bullets in a explosive gel it was an experimental anti vehical weapon that the military was having him create to make up for his multiple misdemeanors. (how was he supposed to know that a cow would eat one of his misplaced grenades and blow up in front of a class of kindergarteners that were having an excursion and that it was illegal just to posses that amount of weapons yet alone augment them)

he also grabbed a spas/12 ,about 10 of his "thinking" grenades , a machete ,a mallet , an AK-74u and backup ammo and food he then decided to check if his neighbourhood was all right so he ventured out and saw some disturbing things blood everywhere organs strewn about the houses and a large group of zombies roaming nearby and some eating his pyromaniac neghbour who lit fires in his backyard and let smoke drift into bunchies house " well at least 1 good thing came from this he shot 3 shots from his .45 magnum and watched it blow his neighbours corpse and the zombies heads into red mist " that was satisfying but I shouldn't waste bullets " said bunchie spy he then saw the zombies that were roaming had turned to him " great so explosions attract nearby zombies " said bunchie anger showing in his voice he pulled out the spas/12 and blasted the nearest zombies then placed the spas/12 back on his back and pulled out his machete driving it through a zombies head before kicking the reanimated corpse off of his machete then tossing it into another zombies head then pulling out his AK-74u and gunning down the remaining zombies in the street and then pulling his machete from a zombies scrambled brains " I hope that got some survivors attention " tought bunchie as he watched and waited.

Bunchie SPy, can you be a little more careful with your quotation marks, because it got confusing when you left them out of sentences
BJ was walking alongside Lunar, when he saw a useful item on the ground. He picked up the rock, and untied his shoelace He then tied one end around the rock, and the other around one of his rifles. He then unslung them and began blitzing the nearby zombies. "Yes! This rock is a great counterweight," he then continued mowing down zombies with both rifles. As the numbers thinned, he reslung one of his rifles. He then spotted movement from a nearby house. "Hey BenBen, take over covering Lunar. I'm going to check that house for survivors," he said, before he began his sprint to the house. He reched the front door, backed up to it, before mowing down more zombies. Once they were too thinned to give him much trouble, he began yelling. "HEY! IS ANYONE ALIVE IN THERE?" After no response, he began bashing at the door. Eventually he heard a snap and it swung open. He explored the building, until he found a girl in a room. "are you alright?" he asked.

As BJ ran off into a nearby house, Lunar ran inside and grabbed the last bag of ammo, only the bag was on the floor and there were several zombies in the room. He grabbed a pistol off the wall, shot the zombies, grabbed the bag and ran toward the door. He felt a shudder when the ceiling near the door collapsed, when he looked up he saw that there was a fire started in the second floor, not big yet but it had weakened a beam. He quickly turned and started running for the back door when he went through a side room and tripped into a large moving bin. He stopped and looked at it... he tossed the bag back into the bin and pushed the bin to the weapons room. He loaded the bin with guns, ammo, grenades of all kinds, body armor, swat helmets and anything he could find useful, he also grabbed all the keys for the cruisers out back 7 in all, he was trying to save resources from the fire. He ran out the back door and got out front, he tossed a flash bang as far away as he could, the light blinded many zombies and lured more to it in a rage. Lunar pushed around the herd to the back of the van and opened the back doors. He ran to the side of the building and grabbed two long boards, propped them up against the back of the van and rolled the bin up into the van.

"Big haul boys, big haul! I saved the keys to the cruisers too, I'm gonna take a cruiser anyone else can too, but we should keep the van and probably leave a gun man with it, but I think the military might not think us so much a threat if we show up looking half official, you know? I'll leave the keys here for you guys."

He tossed the gun he used in the station into the bin and grabbed his things, reloaded his ammo and went to grab a cruiser. He had a thought... He went into one of the cruisers and carefully unhooked the radio and drove to the van, he opened the door, and hooked the radio up to the battery through a little splicing of wires.

"I'm gonna flip on my lights and try to get these zombies away from here, I'll be on the number 5 radio preset, radio me when we're ready to roll."

Lunar got into the cruiser flipped on the light and started to drive around an adjacent block slow enough for the zombies to follow.

While waiting for a response, BJ heard a siren. He stuck his head out a window to see Lunar driving off in a cruiser. he yelled down to Gamma: "Don't leave without me! Hold that position, I found a survivor! We should be down in a little while!" He then turned to the girl and said: "We don't have long. If you tag along with me, I can get us down to my friends outside, we have a better chance of survival together."

(BJ, read my last post. I already went into the house with the girl.)
Gamma runs back outside, regardless of whether or not the girl follows. He skids to a stop, and shoots down two zombies.
"IF YOU'RE COMING WITH US, YOU'RE COMING NOW!" he yells at the girl.
He runs into the van and jumps in, grabbing the gun he set up.
"BJ, LET'S GO!"
Gamma grabs a radio, some ammo, and a belt of grenades. He straps the belt around his torso diagonally, and clips the radio onto the front of the car. He opens the door to shake out the carpet of spent shells around his feet, then continues mowing down zombies.

BJ walks out of the house slowly, not wanting to abandon someone in need of help. He just stood in the doorway, firing off rounds, before sprinting over to the van, taking the keys to a cruiser and a sack of ammo. ""I'm not abandoning anyone for two reasons: 1, It's cruel t leave someone to a horde of zombies, and 2 we will have a better chance of survival. Is it alright if I meet u with you at BenBen's warehouse? If we aren't there, we should have a radio preset channel to use. Did Lunar think of that before driving off?" BJ asks Gamma.

AK suddenly heard breaking glass and jumped in surprise, dropping the phone. She felt panic rising in her gut; was this the murderer? "Hey!" a friendly-sounding voice yelled. A young man ran into the room, holding a two guns and a grenade. AK's eyes widened. The guy told her to get out of there - So he's trying to help, she thought, but the feeling remained. What he was running from must be pretty bad for this kind of behavior.
He began shooting something outside of the window and ran back out. The girl heard explosions, but she quickly decided she didn't want to look outside. The noise. It was like a deep rumble that would emanate from the throat of a dying beast. What was it? It was all over the place now...
AK heard someone banging on the door. She backed away slowly, grabbing a huge kitchen knife and holding it ready. Grabbing another one to put in her pocket, she watched the door quiver. Another man burst out of the doorway when the door had come loose, and he asked her if she was alright. He, too, was equipped with weapons. Before she could answer, he told her to come with him to safety. She again heard the voice of the first man: "IF YOU'RE COMING WITH US, YOU'RE COMING NOW!" The other man began walking out of the house, and she followed him to a terrible sight.
They were all over the place - people, if you could call them people; their flesh rotted thin and grey, covered in blood - dry, jagged bones sticking out in odd places - grotesque manipulations of their limbs and faces, empty eye sockets drilling into her with their endless darkness. She looked away for a second. It must be a dream. The fear was indescribable, to be surrounded. But the van parked a few yards away was her only hope. She ran out of the house with the other man, climbing quickly into the safety of the vehicle, panting.

Gamma yells at BJ, "Yeah! Number 5!"
He turns to the girl, saying, "It's alright."
He starts up the van and drives, continuing to talk.
"Hi. My name's Gamma. You're probably still in shock, but this is no joke. There is an outbreak of zombies occurring right now. We've set up a makeshift base, which is where we're going now. If you want, you can try to use that mounted gun to kill some of these guys. Otherwise, that's fine. One more thing. If you want to survive, you'll have to swallow your emotions. These zombies can't be saved. You can't get them back. We just have to eliminate all of them and try to save as many survivors as possible."
Gamma turns on the radio to preset number 5.
"Lunar, come in. Lunar, can you hear me? Meet up with us at BenBen's warehouse."
Turning back to the girl, he says, "There are four of us. Me, BJ, Lunar, and BenBen. Oh, that reminds me. What's your name?"

The first man began to drive the van and introduced himself as Gamma. "You're probably still in shock, but this is no joke. There is an outbreak of zombies occurring right now. We've set up a makeshift base, which is where we're going now. If you want, you can try to use that mounted gun to kill some of these guys. Otherwise, that's fine. One more thing. If you want to survive, you'll have to swallow your emotions. These zombies can't be saved. You can't get them back. We just have to eliminate all of them and try to save as many survivors as possible."
"I don't have anyone I care for out there," AK answered. "I'll kill them; the only emotion I have right now is fear..."
As she looked around, the man asked for her name. "Just call me AK," she said. "Now can I get a gun?"

Gamma nods to the machine gun.
"Use that. When you run out of ammo, take these."
He points to the two handguns lying next to the seat. He steers the van around an office building, narrowly avoiding a zombie dressed in a business suite.

bunchie spy decides to hijack an abandoned semi-trailer so he can claim more weaponry from his stash. he packs the truck with a many weapons as he has as well as emergency supplies and painkillers. he then heads towards the police station hoping that survivors are heading there because of the polices weapon stash and also the polices confiscated arms that should be disguised in a dumpster to stop people robbing the police station for their lost goods a smile crosses bunchies face as he rams into zombie after zombie on his way. He will arrive shortly.

BJ watches Gamma drive off with the newcomer, before he picks up his ammo sack in his left hand, a handgun in his right, and makes for a police cruiser. Once he arrives, he unlocks the closest one, before turning on the radio. he picks up the mouthpiece, sets it to channel 5, and says: "Hey guys, I'm safely in the car, I'm going to go check around the city hall. If there are any more survivors there, I will bring them in. I won't be on this channel for a bit, I'm going to comb them for more survivors, Good Luck." And with that, he started cycling through stations, ocassionally talking into them. With no luck, he switches it back to preset 5. "I had on luck with the stations, driving to the city hall now." He then floored the accellerator, and started driving through the streets. He drives past a semi with someone loading the back of it with stuff. He pulls over, and talks into the radio. "I got a survivor, he looks well armed. I'm going to investigate further." BJ then jumps out of the car, unslings a rifle and slowly walks to the man. "Hey, nice work on not being dead yet. I'm BJ, and I'm banded together with other survivors at a warehouse. Would you care to join us?" He says, before pivoting on one foot and blasting five zombies with five shots. "If you are coming, get a move on, otherwise you are on your own."